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If only Siegfried Kircheis were here

@official-kircheis / official-kircheis.tumblr.com

Siegfried | 20 | he/Admiral | The Barbarossa
faq: yes I'm actually older than 20

when staff deletes this whole site and it's sayonara you weeaboo shits if you wanna send me shitposts and/or boobs image or whatever

email: kircheis [dot] siegfried [at] proton [dot] me
github: @skircheis

I wrote a program to find posts on my own blog because tumblr search can't but you can use it for yours, too

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shieldfoss

I think I know why I'm so hard hit

It's because I see his posts, like I would if he was still alive.

Seeing other people talking about his death? Not so hard at all. Seeing one of his posts come by again? Instant reaction every time.

Because that's how we talk to each other on this God forsaken hellsite, that's how we're real to each other.

Your friend dies. You still receive letters in the mail from them, reproductions of letters that a dead person once sent you. The letters keep coming, because the sender was loved by other people, and other people think you'll love the dead person, too.

A never-ending cycle of love.

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dnickels

Tumblr staff doing some kind of high-art Theatre of Cruelty in their web design. "You will not be able to tell where the posts are coming form, they will come relentlessly. We will turn off your accessibility settings. There will be....a clown." Regret to say they are the avant garde

I just read an extremely interesting article on the cultural context of gruesome civil war still-life medical photos but unfortunately it was contaminated by severe media studies brain. that discipline should be subsumed into history and sociology asap because otherwise it has no empirical anchor whatsoever and just becomes tarot reading

there was a lot in there that I didn't know, about the public and artistic sentiments around amputation in the postwar years, and it gave some interesting examples that I want to check out. but every couple paragraphs there would be some shit about the Foucauldian metonymics, subversive Northern chauvinism, and homoerotic gender dynamics of this photo of a pile of amputated feet.

it's a pile of feet! it needs very little other explanation than that the surgeon-photographer thought "holy shit, I just cut off nine legs in three hours. this is probably worth memorializing" and then he did that. I don't know that it needs to be read as having a deeper intention than "jesus fucking christ that's a lot of feet"

or at least have the decency to arrange your article in order of least to most wild and unprovable assertions.

  • this photo is an example of a general postwar fascination with injury and amputation, and here are some other examples
  • this is usually a voyeuristic, objectifying genre, but this artist posed his subjects in ways that focus on the face instead of the gangrene, and here are some counterexamples
  • this pile of feet implies an irreconcilable unwholeness that refutes the political narrative of reunification between North and South
  • the lack of female representation in this pile of feet is somewhat concerning

yeah given that it's battlefield amputations imma go out on a limb (pun intended) and say we know fairly certainly which of those three it is

I was going to put some book on my GR but I forgot it and also forgot where I came across the book and the topic. Guess it wasn't important